When Feng Yan noticed something was wrong, he immediately galloped back, but he had been galloping for several days before he arrived there. It would naturally take time to come back.

When Feng Yan returned to Jiulang Mountain, he immediately noticed the moist and bloody smell in the air of Jiulang Mountain. The corpse of a soldier wearing black armor also appeared in front of him.

"Not good." Feng Yan's face changed drastically, and he immediately searched and soon found Wushan lying on the ground, his breath was so weak that he could not bear.

"Chief." Feng Yan quickly swept in front of Wushan, squatted down to help Wushan up.

"Feng Yan? Haven't you left?" Wu Shan's voice was extremely weak, and his eyes opened slightly.

"Chief, how could this be the case?" Feng Yan felt heartbroken when he saw Wushan's current appearance.

He had already realized that Wushan's vitality had completely disappeared, and now he could only breathe with his terrible strength, but it would soon disappear.

"Haha, I have used a secret technique that requires the consumption of vitality, and that secret technique has good power." Wushan still chuckled.

Feng Yan couldn't laugh.

The strong man who entered the Heavenly Realm has endless vitality and almost no problem of insufficient vitality consumption. However, once the vitality is exhausted, no one can save him.

In other words, Wushan... is destined to die.

"Damn it, damn it!" Feng Yan gritted his teeth and trembled, "It's all my fault, I blame me!"

"If I hadn't killed Bei Longhao, all this wouldn't have happened today." Feng Yan's eyes were blood-red and he growled and blamed himself.

But Wushan shook his head, "I said it a long time ago that this matter has nothing to do with you, and my current appearance has nothing to do with you."

"If I want to leave, the Beilong clan cannot kill me at all."

"But I don't want to leave!"

Wushan smiled.

"Jiulang Mountain is my root, and it is the continuous improvement and creation of many brothers who followed me to explore. I have given everything to this, and I will definitely live and die with Jiulang Mountain!"

"What's more, I have always longed for a real life-and-death battle in order to break through my own limits. How can I miss this opportunity from the Beilong clan?"

Feng Yan was stunned.

Sure enough, he had a good guess. Wushan had been stagnant for more than a million years, and obviously had reached its own end. If he wanted to make another breakthrough, he would definitely need extremely crazy and tragic fighting. The Beilong clan army came, which was a crisis and hope for him!

"Sure enough, in the crisis of life and death, I finally broke through!" Wushan's eyes became hot.

"I have integrated the origin of the third sect and my strength has been greatly improved. Even the Northern Dragon Youhuo dared not fight with me head-on. Then, facing the Thousand Divine Guards, I also used secret techniques to scatter vitality and allow me to have the power of the Venerable in a short period of time!"

"Venice?" Feng Yan glared.

No wonder Wushan's vitality was directly exhausted. It turned out that it was the secret technique that promoted its strength to the realm of Venerable.

"Honor."

"That's the power I've been longing for when I first stepped into the Source Realm!"

"After using the secret technique, I am the Venerable. I have the power of the Venerable. I finally killed a lot with the Venerable's combat power. Although it was only a moment..." Wu Shan's body trembled slightly, but there was excitement on his face.

This moment is enough to be unforgettable for him.

That was the power he longed for the most, at least he got it too.

"The power of the Venerable is wonderful, really wonderful." Wushan said.

Feng Yan's body trembled and his eyes were red.

Although he had only been two years of looking at Wushan, he also clearly noticed Wushan's care for them and his subordinates during these two years, and later, Wushan's various instructions and conversations to him alone could clearly distinguish his care.

He felt that Wushan really treated him as a disciple, but Wushan knew that he could not be Feng Yan's master with his own abilities, so he never said it.

But Feng Yan knew in his heart, so when he saw Wushan like this now, Feng Yan also felt sad and painful in his heart.

At this time, Wushan reached out to take off his space ring.

"Feng Yan, these are the many treasures I have accumulated over millions of years in my life. In fact, there are not many. I will all share them with other brothers." Wushan said with a smile.

"But I think the rest can help you, and the soldiers of Thousand God Guards around them are all considered strong people. They were scared by the strength of the venerable who broke out in the previous fight. They slipped away and didn't even collect the space rings of their companions. All of them belong to you."

"Chief." Feng Yan was secretly grateful.

It would be fine if those treasures of the Thousand God Guards were collected by Wushan's space rings for his life. It can be said that Wushan gave him everything about him. This love... Feng Yan naturally felt heavy.

"Don't care, if I don't give these things to you, who else can I give them?" Wushan chuckled.

"Feng Yan, with your ability, you will definitely be a Venerable in the future, and maybe you can also become the top existence among Venerables. If you really reach that step in the future... Hehe, my life will not be in vain."

"Become a Venerable?" Feng Yan was stunned at first, and then he focused his attention, "Don't worry, leader, I will definitely achieve that Venerable, and the path I want to take is not just as simple as a Venerable!"

Seeing Feng Yan's firm appearance, Wushan immediately smiled with relief.

"Since that's the case, then I... feel relieved."

After Wushan finished speaking, his eyes began to slowly close, and the remaining breath on his body also disappeared at this moment.

Feng Yan knelt beside Wushan, his eyes slowly closed, and a faint trace of tears flashed, and he was silent for a long time.

The wind and waves are calm in the world.

After a while, Feng Yan, who had been kneeling on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes, his face was cold, and he had an extremely determined determination in his eyes.

"Beilong, if you don't kill you, I, Feng Yanding, will be scattered and will never be reborn!!!"

...

Feng Yan carefully buried Wushan's corpse on the spot on Jiulang Mountain. As for the soldiers of Thousand God Guards, Feng Yan waved his hand and shook all the soldiers into powder, but many treasures after their death were left behind.

With many treasures, Feng Yan walked along the Iron Knife Mountains for two days and finally stopped on a remote mountain peak.

On the top of the mountain, there was a huge rock. Feng Yan sat cross-legged on the rock, but countless treasures and source crystals appeared in front of him.

Feng Yan checked them one by one.

The treasures obtained by killing Bei Longhao, including Wushan and the treasures of the soldiers of the Thousand God Guards, are a very huge number.

You should know that those Thousand God Guards have also survived the seventh level of heavenly tribulation at the lowest level, and this level is Thousand God Guards. Generally, there are treasures worth thousands or even tens of thousands of source crystals at the lowest level. Among those Thousand God Guards, there are also those who have survived the eighth level of heavenly tribulation, the ninth level of heavenly tribulation, and even those who have died at the hands of Wushan.

All of these treasures are a huge sum, and their value is probably more than three million source crystals.

Wushan has a rich family background, and all treasures are worth more than one million source crystals.

But they are not the richest, the richest one is Bei Longhao!

Bei Longhao is worthy of being the core master of Bei Long clan. He is really rich, and the number of source crystals alone is nearly two million.

This is not added with some special treasures, such as the ocean of energy released by Bei Longhao, which crazily suppressed and attacked Feng Yan, which was a top treasure of heaven, and it was extremely special, and its value was slightly worse than the treasure of the supreme level.

And the bow and arrow that almost killed Feng Yan was the best among the treasures of heaven. Although the level is not a rank, it is of nobility, but its value is no lower than the highest treasure of the rank!

The combined value of these two treasures is absolutely no less than eight million source crystals.

In addition, Bei Longhao also has some other special treasures, many of which can be used to protect lives. The value of the treasures is simply incalculable.

"Hmph, it seems that the Beilong clan is quite wealthy." Feng Yan said intimately, then waved his hand.

The countless treasures disappeared, only the massive source crystals were still quietly suspended in the void.

"Although those treasures are precious, they do not have much effect on me now. The one that works for me is the source crystal." Feng Yan looked at the countless source crystals in front of him.

The many treasures of Wushan, Beilonghao, and Qianshen Guards are worth more than 15 million source crystals, but most of them are treasures. As for the source crystals, there are only less than three million, of which Beilonghao accounts for nearly two million.

"Three million source crystals are enough." Feng Yan held his palm and then the source stone in his body began to run wildly.

"Source stone, refine!"

The vast white light directly enveloped the countless source crystals in front of them.

Those source crystals contain pure energy. After the source stone is driven, these pure energy will be swallowed and refined immediately.

Scream! Scream! Scream!

Among the countless source stones, vast energy began to pour into Feng Yan's body and was instantly refined into his own use. When the energy in his body reached saturation and could no longer be absorbed.

Rumble~~~

In the void, thunder clouds rolled in, and the eighth level of heavenly tribulation has arrived!

"The Eighth Level of Heavenly Tribulation?" Feng Yan smiled coldly, without caring at all. The Source Stone was still crazily refining those pure energy.

Soon, three thunders of the eighth level of heavenly tribulation descended one after another, but Feng Yan did not move, allowing the thunder to strike him, and his body was not at all uncomfortable.

The eighth level of heavenly tribulation was passed so easily.

After the eighth level of heavenly tribulation, the baptism of that heavenly tribulation came immediately, and Feng Yan quickly broke through to reach his own limit.

At this time, Feng Yan was still madly devouring the source crystal and continuing to move towards the ninth level of heavenly tribulation.

In half a day, when Feng Yan refined a total of 380,000 source crystals, the ninth level of heavenly tribulation came!

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PS: The third update is over today.
Chapter completed!